So as I was getting ready for the 11th I noticed that I had two pages from last year that I had forgotten to upload. SO! To start this party off there are now two new pages up at plushandblood.com/

Apologies to my Patreon subscribers for the rather confusing jump in scenes XD. If you would like to see the next four pages now instead of waiting for the 11/13/18/20 please subscribe to www.patreon.com/tiredorangecatit only costs a dollar!

I hate to bring my personal drama online but... Well, I've applied for 3-5 jobs a day since October, have had a dozen interviews now, each and everyone of them was thrilled with my skill set and very happy with my experience. Yet I still do not have a job, follow ups always find them having found a person more suited for a job that I am perfectly suited for or they are still looking for funding to bring on another person (why the hell post the job in the first place) or just straight up no reply... Unemployment ran out last month and savings is gone. IRS said they will not be sending out refunds until next week even though we filed in February. So I can say I am not doing so well on any front. Never gone this long without a job and it is starting to really hurt. Car will probably be repo'd soon, and I am at rock bottom here. So in short I need a fill a few commission slots while I throw away my career and apply at the post office. I mean who needs a decade of experience, amazing referrals, and a literal endless pool of talent... Really frustrated right now.

You made me do it and I hate you for it. I am a big believer in ads, I use them on my site to pay the basic server costs and hosting fees that go along with running a website. But while I believe in ads I do not believe in intrusive ads. Any ad that makes noise, pops up, is badly designed or flashes unnecessarily should be banned, blocked, and fined. I have never used Ad Block, normally just disabling flash causes the most annoying and intrusive of ads to block themselves. DA has always had noisy ads, but lately DA has implemented a popup system that takes over the entire page. So now I have Adblock, but the only site it is currently blocking is DA. So go fuck yourself Deviant Art.

Thank you Patreon subscribers!! You have reached the 6 Pages a Month tier. Your donations have helped me greatly. I am unemployed through no fault of my own and you are literally helping me pay my bills and stay alive. THANK YOU!!!

All it takes is a dollar or two to make a difference. Seriously folks, a dollar makes all the difference to me. If you feel that is too little by all means throw more at me. I am just saying every bit helps no matter the amount. Please consider joining the Patreon Patrons, I really need your help.

You can send me a Message, IM me, or email me. All Commissions are delivered as digital hi-rez files of the format of your choice. Jpgs, png, gif, psd, pdf, tiff, etc, etc, etc, whatever suits your fancy. Price varies with number of characters, detail, environment, and whether or not color is involved. I will keep in contact with said client until the work is completed. There are a few things I will not draw, vore, loli/pedo, scat, snuff, unbirth, and anything that has to do with vomit. Mostly stuff that I find pointless. Everything else is free game. All business done through Paypal, if you don't have Paypal stop using a computer, get off the internet and sit under a rock. With that said, enjoy.

So there I was last week when my recruiter calls me up and is all like:

Rec- "So we hear your contract is up next week has you job notified you yet?"

TOC - >.> "No..."

Rec - "Oh, well we'd like to start helping you look for a new job."

TOC - -.- "Sounds good I guess.."

Rec - "We have nothing open at the moment."

TOC - >.< "Hooray?"

When I contacted my supervisor I could tell I obviously put him in a corner because he was very apologetic. Apparently there were not going to tell me until today. I had found out a week early.

In short,

"We are sorry that we cannot renew your contract. You have been one of the best employees we've had. As an indispensable member of the team you have made significant contributions to the project. However our budget is being downsized-"

I have heard this almost every time now save for the two jobs I voluntarily left. Twice was even shortly after I had received a raise. I've never been fired for incompetence or under-preformance. I've never been fired, my fate it seems is the ever popular "laid off". Each and every job I have ever touched has profited from my ability to get more things done in less time at a higher quality than anyone else. My skill set is vast and deep. There are few folks that can match my problem solving abilities or sheer experience. Take this most recent job for example. My original contract was 3 months. I did such a stellar job that my contract was extended not once, but TWICE. I took a 3 month contract and made it a 14 month contract. Yet I've never lost a job due to my own failures. I lose my job because those above me cannot do their jobs well enough to keep a project afloat. I lose my job because those above me because companies fold due to overestimation of their abilities. I lose my job because management wants to take the project in a new direction, with a new team with twice the number of people with half the experience that does not cost as much. I lose my job because I cannot rely on the rest of the team to do theirs.

So here I am, my job ends on Wed. I cannot afford downtime. Recruiter has found nothing yet. I've applied for 41 jobs since last Monday.

Good times.

So if you feel like allowing me to be self employed and/or want more comic pages per week I could use some Patreon love. There are artists making upwards of 3k a month with badly drawn dogs fucking. I don't want to make social commentary on the priorities of the lower brain vs the upper brain, everyone has bills to pay, do what you need to do to get the green; BUT if civilization relies on only the instant gratification of the right hand instead of the delayed gratification of the right brain, than we might be in trouble. Remember I don't ask a lot. Just a dollar a month. 1. Uno. Ichi. Ein. Every dollar counts.

If you know any Literary Agents I am looking for one to publish a series of fantasy novels (300k words over 3 books) that are already through their first draft ready for an editor. Or if their preference is SciFi that follows a garbage man around a world where teleportation tech has been commonplace for the last millennia and his contemplation of the forgotten idea of the soul (200k words) in its rough draft phase. Or historical fiction set in the French Revolution following a disgraced, opium addicted, detective driven mad by his family's brutal death while he investigats a rash of missing children (150k-ish words) is in its rough draft phase. Or- Just have them contact me, I have another three set of trilogies that need reading and various one offs.

If you can't do either of those spread the word of Plush and Blood. Direct people to the site, tell them how awesome the comic is.

If you can't do that, I guess just keep lurking, your readership is appreciated no matter your actions.

Lets say that life has once again sucker punched me. I need a bit of cash ASAP so I am offering 50% off commissions to the first 5 people. 25% off to the next 5.

From my front page on Comms

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On the commissions note, if anyone would like to commission me for whatever you so desire (artwise) give me a yell. You can send me a Message, IM me, or email me. All Commissions are delivered as digital hi-rez files of the format of your choice. Jpgs, png, gif, psd, pdf, tiff, etc, etc, etc, whatever suits your fancy. Price varies with number of characters, detail, environment, and whether or not color is involved. I will keep in contact with said client until the work is completed. There are a few things I will not draw, vore, loli/pedo, scat, snuff, unbirth, and anything that has to do with vomit. Mostly stuff that I find pointless. Everything else is free game. All business done through Paypal, if you don't have Paypal stop using a computer, get off the internet and sit under a rock. With that said, enjoy.

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2 char full color commissions 30$1 char full color commissions 15$etc you do the math.

If you want something custom let me know and I will give you a quote with the same deal.

To say this is urgent is an understatement. Repost for exposure if you can't commission. Need some help here folks.

We are a holy order dedicated to the Weaver and all her creations. We are the most devote followers but you need not even believe in a higher power to ask for help. Our Order has dedicated itself to the uplifting of all Plush from suffering and strife. All one needs to do is ask for help. Abbot Cyd first wandered the world two hundred years ago as a dejected follower of the Weaver. He saw much suffering in the towns surrounding the metropolises of the past. He sought to help in the only way he knew how with his own two hands. Our Friars wander the world in his stead in search of those in need. They ask for nothing in return but that you leave the world a better place than when you found it. Our commandments are of universal truths

1. Do for others what you would have done for you.2. Help those in need.3. Leave the world a better place as you pass through it.4. Give unto those around you the practical knowledge needed to survive. 5. Listen to the voices that call out to you. Aid can come from lending an ear to an overburdened soul.6. Do what you can but remember you can only do so much.7. Judgement is not yours to make. Every Plush has a past that drove them into the situation they are in.8. Do not spread the disease of violence and hate. It is not our way to strike out at the stitches that hold us together but if we must stand with the defenseless then let us not hesitate to stand with arms. 9. Do not foul your focus with vice, yet do not condemn those that do, show them pity and aide them as you would any other. 10. Take little, give a lot. We of the Order of Cyd must only take what we need to sustain us in our journey and no more. 11. Show our devotion to the Weaver through our acts and efforts to relieve the suffering of her creations.

We have many Friars in the world willing to lend a paw, look for them, appeal to them, and they will help you. We are always looking for members to the Order of Cyd. We are a universal brotherhood and while we primarily are followers of the Codex we accept members of all beliefs into our order. When our differences become okay to have we will find one another at peace.

Join the Order of Cyd today. Our coffers are filled only through donations and the good will of those around us.

Where were you when the Weaver handed down her judgement upon the Plush? Sleeping in your warm beds, safe behind the walls of lies and comfort of ignorance. You scream 'Why?" to the Weaver when you know she has no obligation to answer you. We are her creations she may do with us as she likes. You scream into the void your entitlements and blasphemes as if you were more than just stitches and plush. You are nothing. You are no one. You are just Plush. Why you ask did she deem to judge us and send our numbers back to the Loom? Why? Why? Why? Why? You know why!

You forsake her. You turned your faith from the Weaver to one of her creations and worshiped him in her stead. Shame on you! Shame upon your family! Shame upon your offspring! The Weaver smote the self righteous Plush that coveted their selfishness over the selfless teachings of the Codex. You have no one to blame but yourself for your suffering. The Weaver showed us her unfathomable kindness by allowing some of us to continue to exist. We must dedicate ourself to Her, we must rediscover Her, we must take to our knees and press our ears to the ground so that she may see that we are not worthy of her forgiveness. Only the Penitent will survive. Remember her power. Remember her love which is so great that she put her own creations to the flame. Remember we are but Plush and Blood.

Give to the Penitent all you have. You must strip yourself of the past and come clean into Loom.

The circle has been broken for longer than most care to admit. We took and took and took from the world in order to perfect our lives according to a mad man's ideals. The Broken Circle's own name was appros of its intentions. They claimed they represented those of world who were disenfranchised, lost, or trod upon. In reality it was the Broken Circle that wore the boots that walked upon our backs. They are responsible for the state of the world. They took it upon themselves to play God and God struck back. With a heavy hand the Weaver herself stuck Utopia from the face of our world. Many ask why, surely we lived in comfort, in peace, and wanted for naught. The Struggle to survive was taken from us and in its place we received complacency.

Complacency is death of ambition!

The only man with ambition stood in his ivory tower looking down up his mewling order. He not only broke the Circle, he redrew it so all line pointed back to him. The ruination of our civilization was just deserved. We lost our faith in the Loom of the world and the Weaver's great plan. We put our faith in corruption of our hope. We no longer stood within the Circle of life, we stood apart from it, arrogant in our superiority.

We are the Children of the Circle. We yearn to return to a time before when we were still in tuned with our world. We have been given a new beginning. Shed off your material wants. Give away your valuables to those that continue to chase old ways. We do not need them. We we rebuild the world as a part of it.

Give unto the Weaver what is hers and live without the tax upon your soul.

Former Citizens of Utopia! You have been lead astray by the wild rumor mongering and fear based whispers that ran virulent through the survivors after the blast. The Broken Circle are not to blame for the misery that has fallen upon this world. The Broken Circle is not to blame for the starvation and sickness that plague us all to this day. Remember Utopia! We were not hungry. We were not cold. We were not looking for a reason to live. We could walk the streets without fear of violence or molestation. The Broken Circle gave that to you. The Broken Circle provided the world with a modicum of peace. Remember those days of bliss. Remember those days of freedom to be who you are. Remember those days when waking up was not filled with pain and doubt. Return with us to those days. Return the world to perfection. The Circle is more broken than ever, help us mend the world. The Broken Circle needs you. You need the Broken Circle.

I apologize for the communications black out. My wife gave birth to our second child last Sunday and I have been busy all week with those pesky things called Adult responsibilities. PB will resume tomorrow.